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"She's not going to find out."

"Jesse" I breathed, my fingers tangled through the back of his hair, his hands softly tracing down my spine; making me shut my eyes. I couldn't think straight.
"Jesse, I can't, it's not right and it's not fair on Jane." I wanted him so bad, I had done for months now, and He had finally granted me the opportunity. I don't know why I suddenly felt different. After all, Jesse was so drugged up that he didn't know what he was saying and he'd never forgive me if Jane found out that we had gotten even as far as we are now.

"Charlotte, she's never going to find out; I promise baby, don't worry about anything. Come on, don't be boring." he whispered before pressing his lips forcefully against my neck, and pushing me backwards against the wall. It made quite a bit of noise as he had started to get a bit ahead of himself, but he just giggled slightly and I probably did too. I love it when he does that, especially when his voice is so effortlessly tired and husky.

I can't remember how many times he called me beautiful, or how many times he told me he wanted me, but we were both drunk and he was on the usual so he ended up being quite rough with me. It convinced me this was "okay" anyway. I gave in to him in the end, this was what I wanted, right?

First chapter? First thing I've written? Well, technically, first thing I've "published". I don't even know. I hope someone likes this, I'm currently sat on an aeroplane and my notes on my phone are full with shitty chapters and other crap that really isn't useful.